A/N: I had to be mean to Godric somehow.
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: Don't own them and whatnot.
Summary: hp100 challenge. He wished, so often, that he could speak. Founderfic.
If there was one thing he wasn't good at, it was words. Whereas Salazar could speak eloquently about anything in several languages, Godric could only stutter and yell incoherent nonsense about courage and victory. Salazar was always the one who made speeches whenever Pureblood families demanded that the Founders prove their aptitude to be the teachers of their heirs. Salazar could cut Godric down with his cunning wit in seconds, making him feel incredibly stupid; he could even, at times, make Rowena's flights of fancy seem perfectly normal.
Godric would never let on just how much he envied his rival.